Spring Break--The FIRST Lost Tooth

I passed on swimming that night, graciously allowing Jeff and Auntie to swim with the kids while I did dishes, and wouldn't you know, that's the place where Gracie's tooth would fall out!

She'd been wiggling this sucker for WEEKS!  She said that she was in the pool with Auntie and all of a sudden it POPPED OUT!  She was afraid of losing it in the water, but somehow she kept it safe.

This girl isn't yet FIVE, people.  I thought tooth-losing commenced at SIX.  I'm not prepared for such grown-up milestones to be happening.  It makes my heart hurt.

"The children were snuggled up fast in Auntie's lap...while visions of TOOTH FAIRIES danced through their heads..."  We're so glad the Tooth Fairy knows when we're on vacation!  Gracie woke to find a quarter where her tooth had been laid the night before.

The next day she tells me, "I miss my wiggly tooth."  And then she started working on the loose one right next to the empty space.  Holey gums, girl!  Slow down!  :)